As I awoke, the meeting faded like a dream. 

Next to me sat Colt, eating a sandwich.

"Vi brought us some food while you were out," said Colt, gesturing towards a basket between us. "He said to make this food last until tomorrow night. It's when he will bring more." He continued, gazing at the night sky.

Wait. When the hell did it get dark?

As I sat up the feeling of fatigue hung heavy on each muscle, yet it felt as though energy was flowing through me with ease. "How long was I out?" I said, rubbing the sleep from my eyes. 

"A few hours," He responded quietly. "Were you having a nightmare?" 

"I can't remember" The blank memory sat there like an itch you can't scratch. Plus every time you think of the itch it gives you a splitting headache. 

"You were clutching that in your sleep" Said Colt, nodding towards the spear. 

Slowly I released my grip on the weapon, white knuckles finally getting some blood. As the spear rolled out of my grasp the violet lines lost their glow and faded away. 

We talked and ate for another hour before laying back in the grass. 

"Goodnight Kal," said Colt, rolling over on his side.

"Night" I whispered back, staring up at the night sky. The sky was so different from the one we had at the house. I guess city life clouded the sky. Back home when we looked up at night it would be covered in stars. Twinkling and glittering like a bunch of confetti.

The next day we woke up and went back to training. The spear didn't feel heavy like the day before and I was finally able to start practicing with it. After not being allowed to use magic for so long it took a little bit to be able to actually do anything. Luckily it was by water though so I could just practice shooting into that. With steam rising around me and the sun beating down heating quickly clouded my mind. To cool down I walked over to the lake, its crystal blue water reflecting back towards me. Dirt and grime from training built up on my skin. Yet it didn't mean anything to me cause when I looked into the reflection I forgot all about the heat, my surroundings, everything. The only thing remaining was my eyes. Constricted pupils slit right through my iris. A stabbing pain shooting through my chest as I stared, my brain begging me to pull away yet my body so familiarly frozen. 

Suddenly they returned to normal. Grabbing at my chest as the pain receded, I stumbled back into the shallow edge.

Training proceeded normally from then on. Every day Colt and I would wake up, spar, eat, and then sleep. Slowly I got the hang of letting my magic flow and even the spear's drain felt normal.

On the last day, Vi returned with our final training meal and a message.

"We've found you a team"